A fulfilling career.

ZAAAAAAAP

Your teeth clench tight as a current of electricity courses through you, waking you up from your senseless stupor. You have long grown accustomed to the sudden shocks spaced out every seven minutes. You don't even mind them anymore. They help break up the monotony of the day while you're waiting wet and willing for one of the crew to claim their reward. As an ancillary benefit, it short circuits something in your beleaguered brain everytime, causing you to spasm and spurt involuntarily and feel nice and empty inside.

Six minutes until the next ZAAAAP...

You don't have much time between the next shock, or the next reward, but either way you get to cum soon, so you don't care. You look over to your left and see Samantha being fucked hard and fast up the ass. The crew learned fast that it's best to wait for the ZAAAP and then pound away as fast as they can. They don't seem to enjoy the mind melting thrill of euphoric electroshock for some strange reason. You can't imagine why, but then again, you can't imagine anything anymore.

Five more minutes until your next ZAAAAP...

You sigh, seeing Samantha already has another pipe layer lined up to lay some pipe behind the builder flooding her cunt with his gooey goodness. You wish they favored you more, but the thrill of literally sticking it to their old boss wore off fast, and these bumbling brutes will pick the barely legal bimboi over the smilf any day of the week. You don't mind too much. There is always some old timer that doesn't want to wait in line or some younger buck that has a thing for mommies that eventually feeds one of your hungry holes. Besides, either way you get to go sploosh every seven minutes, so it's win/win.

Four minutes until the next ZAAAAAP...

You look over to your darling dickgurl daughter, and you can't help but be happy for her. An impatient riveter is taking his turn down her throat and she is happily, helplessly bouncing between a cock and a hard place. You wonder why she has tears in her eyes then? Wouldn't anyone be happy being fucked hard and fed hot man milk at both ends? What more could she want from life?

Three more minutes until ZAAAAAAAAP...

A life! She could want a LIFE! Not this endless heavenly Hell of being trapped between braindead bliss and the foggy fugue of failure and relentless regret! That stubborn sliver of sanity sticking in your brain and refusing to let go no matter how much it melts or boils. You wish it would let you go. Better to be brainless and blissful than live for fleeting moments with the pointless, powerless pain of all you have thrown away for the thrill of a hard cock or hot course of eroticity...

Two more minutes until ZAAAAAAAP...

No! There has to be a way out of this! You had a plan! You know you did...but what was it? Something to do with hide and seek? No, that's stupid...it was...seek and destroy? No...divide...YES! Divide, and conquer. That's it! You have the perfect plan to free yourself from this prison and reclaim your empire. All you have to do is...

ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP

You never were good at counting time without a watch. And so the endless cycle turns again, day to day, worksite to worksite, year to year, you are trapped in an eternal and pointless struggle. You are cast into the darkest depths of Hell and shot by lightning up to the hedonistic heights of Heaven. You are stuck here physically, mentally, existentially, and happily...now...until...